Naughty

“A lot. I’ve been taught a few things in the past few years, but don’t forget, I’m older than you.” He tapped his nose. “What’s a little comparison between friends?”

“Is that what we are? Friends?”

“What would you say we are?”

“I don’t know.”

“We can be friends as we’ve just gone past the hellos. I’ve been inside you. Do you fuck strangers often?”

“Never.”

“Never?”

“I find it hard to go the whole way with someone, and besides, I’m not the kind of woman that gets picked up in a bar.”

He raised a brow.

“I’m not. Believe me. I’m the kind of girl that gets asked to watch over car keys or a handbag so they can nip to the toilet.” She frowned. “I don’t think I’ve ever been picked up in a bar before. Is that some rite of passage?”

“I’m amazed no one has picked you up. I’d pick you up in a heartbeat.”

“You’re just being kind.”

“Then you don’t know me at all. I’m not kind. I’m a dick!”

She licked her lips again, staring down at the floor. He grabbed his shirt and tugged it over his head.

“I enjoyed today,” she said.

“Good. I did as well.”

“Erm, so Monday, my car will be ready?”

“It will.”

“Okay.”

“Let me drive you home,” he said.

“You don’t have to do that.”

“Your car is not ready. It’s the least I could do.”

She bit her lip again, and he was determined to have them wrapped around his cock as he deep throated her.

“Only if you’re sure.”

“I’m sure.”

Autumn smiled again, and it was the kind of smile that always took his breath away.

Grabbing his keys, he opened the door, waiting for her to take the lead. She slipped past him, and he closed his eyes as once again her scent surrounded him.

Today in his office was never going to be enough. He knew that now more than ever.

He held the door open for her, and she climbed in, thanking him. He wasn’t nearly done with her.

“How was the anniversary?” he asked.